You refused to fall in love with anyone else, Dmitri.” A whisper with the impact of a gun-shot. “So I had to come back for you . . . husband.
There is a dark music in the screams of your enemies.” (Raphael)
I might not be Silent any longer, but I still have the perfect poker face.
Surely you’re not going to practice discretion now?
Blood for life. Life for life. Changeling justice.
Dropping her hand, she turned in his arms. Then, rising up on tiptoe, she cupped his face in her palms and drew him down. Her kiss was innocent, vulnerable, a caress so gentle that it made him her slave between one breath and the next.